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Galley Gadgets


Good morning everyone. As any of you who have sailed with me know I love gadgets. Creating new and easy ways of doing things is a fun challenge for me even if I am slow on the uptake. So here is a gadget I have tried before that I felt I should share with the universe. I am sure I am not the first person to think of this but, hey, this works slicker than greased owl droppings and it reeks just enough of red neck that the devil in me just has to laugh.

We buy our peanut butter by the 9 lb. tub. The stuff we buy is that organic, all natural stuff with the hefty layer of oil on top when you open the lid. I have tried inverting the tub every few days to get the oil to work its way through but getting even consistency is still a challenge. Who hasn't got to the bottom of this kind of a peanut butter tub to find a layer of peanut butter cement? The mother of invention was not necessity. It was laziness as any of you who have tried to hand stir peanut butter will know. If you do not own a cordless drill now is the time to head to the local hardware store and buy one. 12 volts won't do it. Get the 18 volt model if you can and while you are than get yourself a drill mounted, all metal paint stirrer. No plastic! You can see where this is going, can't you?

A picture is worth a thousands words so I will not go through the directions on how to do this. I will offer one piece of advice. Do not try to stir the bottom up too early in the mixing process. Gently work you way up and down through the tub. If you have 2 speed drill keep it on the low speed, high torque mode. Don't ask me how I know this... just take my word for it. Of course you will need to disinfect the paint stirrer first with soap and water and a bleach rinse. The results are smooth as can be and can be transferred to a smaller container for daily use. Thank you George Washington Carver!

Have a great day. Be well. Do good.

P.S. None of the manufacturers of any of these products condone my behavior or the use of their products in the manner described nor did my mother think this was very good idea. These pictures were taken of a trained professional operating in a controlled environment. Try this at home at your own risk.

Comments

Unknown said…
Aye, Cap, you are a trained professional but at what? Did your graduate studies involve mixing of plasticized organic media?

Do Sawyer and Nadie take turns licking the mixer?
Unknown said…
Barry, have you considered adapting the technology for grinding ice cream, as a way to lessen exposure to risk of rotator cuff injury among older passengers? Jim
Michele B said…
Great tip Captain! I buy that kind of peanut butter too, only in the small jars. There is just so much one person can eat. So, I don't think I'd be able to fit a drill into the jar. I too hate finding that wedge of PB cement at the bottom, and having to throw it away. Maybe one of those drink mixing tools would work. ;-)
Abrazos
Can you design a similar tool for removing peanut butter from the roof of the mouth?
Unknown said…
I just heard a tune on YouTube that Barry sings from time to time. It is a great song that made me feel I was back aboard the Mary Day enjoying Barry's music after a day of great sailing.

Sorry but there is no reference to peanut butter or galley gadgets.
Anonymous said…
Hi. I wanted to drop you a quick note to express my thanks. I’ve been following your blog for a month or so and have picked up a ton of good information as well as enjoyed the way you’ve structured your site.
All that just for peanut butter? Why don't you buy organic peanut butter from smaller jars you could hand stir them then and it would be easier.

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